Hello, my friends! I’m so happy to share some wonderful news — my new exhibition, Fleeting Moments , is opening soon at The Mill Adelaide...

Swaying gently on the porch, my darling kids and I, a cool, dry breeze upon our cheeks, beneath the diamond sky. The air is soft with...

Where My Spirit Belongs by Rhubee Neale The peppercorn trees sway with grace, In golden light, they find their place, Leaves glimmering like emerald gems, As sunbeams dance on nature’s hems. Their branches rustle, a soft refrain, A soothing song in a gentle strain, As twilight whispers through the land, Ghost gums stand tall, a regal band. With trunks that glow in fading light, They cradle stories, ancient and bright, Each tree a keeper of tales untold, Waiting for listeners, wise...